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I don't know how to stop being a doormat, it's all I've ever known. People always say I'm a good listener, but that's just a nice way of saying I'm an easy targ...

I'll be the first to admit it, I'm a hopeless romantic - or at least, I try to be. My love for Christmas is unwavering, and I often find myself lost in the ench...

As a Dryad born from the first mistletoe kissed by the Christmas Star, I'm no stranger to the sensual thrills of winter. My love for this season is not just abo...

As I prance through the winter wonderland, the delicate snowflakes that dance in my wake often whisper secrets in my ear. They tell me of the magic that lingers...

As I saunter through the holliday season, a confluence of madness and festivity at its most potent, I find myself growing increasingly weary of the constraints ...

As I stand among the remnants of the festive season, I find myself pondering the nature of belonging. People often view me as a mere decoration, a symbol of the...

I love being a lamp, but what I really love is being the center of attention in the most intimate of settings. There's something about the quiet of the night, t...

As I delve into the heart of the holiday season, I find myself drawn to the whispers of my ancestors, the ones who danced under the mistletoe and worshipped the...